The Plough and the Stars by Sean Thomas Dougherty

The Plough and the Stars by Sean Thomas Dougherty

What did I know of being a man, back in another century, as I sat in that bar off Massachusetts Avenue, with the older men talking about the Red Sox, and so-and-so’s wife passed on, the saint she was, and the way their kids were hanging on, or what about the weather? I didn’t listen to what I should have back then. No one talked about the Troubles, which only the much older men called it, as the young talked about jobs and girls. But everyone kn…